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beleos ([personal profile] beleos) wrote in [community profile] kenoslogs2022-10-14 03:08 pm

TDM + GAME OPENING 🎉

Who: Shard-Bearers, new and old
What: Seeds take root
Where: The Tree of Life, Highstorm, Springstar
When: October 14th and onwards
Warnings: Potential for (mild) body horror, death, dismemberment


I. BEARING FRUIT (new characters only)
It starts out as a pleasant dream. You’re in your favorite place, with your favorite people. It’s a moment of idyllic comfort.

And then, it goes wrong.

The sky turns dark above, and as you look up, you see the black expanse of space spotted with faraway pinprick lights of stars. Yet, they’re not stars. You’re certain. They’re watching you. A billion eyes all looking down, and they spill forth as if sky itself was a dam holding back those dark waters. You reach back to the people you’re with, but they’re frozen in place. Their eyes are black, reflecting only the expanse of dark eyes.

So you run, even though you know you won’t escape it. You glance back and see it not overtaking, but consuming. The landscape around you is being devoured, and you can see it cracking apart. The world itself is breaking, and it cracks under your feet. You fall, and the billion eyes chase after you until the darkness swallows you whole. There’s agony as if you’re being ripped apart, and then—

You cannot see. You cannot feel. You simply are. Yet even so, impossibly, a woman’s voice speaks gently.

I’m sorry it couldn’t be saved. But, come, it’s time to wake.

You wake with a start, cradled by soft, velvety plants, and sticky with a sap that smells faintly of honey and iron. You can see the veins of the leaves that hold you, lit warmly and gently by what looks like a crystal embedded above you. Yet, it’s odd, because that crystal calls to you. When you reach out to touch it, it’s warm. Familiar. Important. You don’t know why, but you know you must hold onto this, because now it feels wrong for it to be suspended in these leaves. So, you pull it out.

The light starts to fade, but only in time to see as the leaves cradling you immediately start to soften and crumble, and with it comes a torrent of dirt. Soft, loamy soil starts to fill the space around you in the dark as you’re buried. Or, rather, you already were. You reach out through the dirt desperately, and your hands finds a root, so you pull while you clutch that precious crystal so close that it almost feels like it sinks into you (in your panic, you don’t notice that it does). You reach out again, and this time, your hand hits open air and plenty of sturdy roots around to grab.

From a seed you’re born, and like a sprout, you make your way out of the ground.

And once you’ve clawed your way out of the soft earth and the roots, nearby, you see the soil shift. Another hand comes up to grasp desperately for something, anything, just as you had been.

II. MORAL HAZARD
There are new Shard-Bearers at the Tree of Life, and Yima has asked that the earlier arrivals go to greet them and help them. These aren’t people from Horos, after all, so they’ll have many, many questions. As Yima explains, the roots of the tree rise up to create caverns underneath, and it’s there you’ll find the new Shard-Bearers. And indeed, with careful steps to not slip on the mossy roots, down you go. Perhaps Communion will help you find the new Shard-Bearers, but it might be a confusing process for them.

The roots all start to look the same, to the point that you’re sure that you’ve already been through this passage. You turn around, and most of the people you had come here with are gone, if not all of them. It’s confusing and unsettling, and strangest of all.. You’re starting to feel ill, even if that wasn’t something normally possible for you. But continuing forward, you do eventually find an unfamiliar face of a new Shard-Bearer. They look no better than you feel.

Before introductions, however, roots around you shift suddenly until you’re enclosed in a room together. From the roots, a face forms in the wall. It speaks in a creaking, uneven tone, as if it weren’t used to speaking at all.

Give to take. A sacrifice. To live.

LET'S PLAY A GAME...

As the Dryad will explain, characters are now trapped in a room and have been poisoned by the spores that the lichens underfoot release. An antidote lays beyond the roots the dryad has curled around you, but to access it, you must make a sacrifice.

Characters can pick one of the following options, but the decision must be made unanimously. If one character takes a drastic action (such as murdering another), it’s counted as a failure for the group.

  • Each of you must offer up a personal/treasured memory. The memory will be shared in Communion with all characters assembled, and then will be destroyed. No character will retain the memory or memory of its Communion.
  • Each of you must offer up something physical. A finger, a toe, an ear, it’s your choice. The dryad will offer a knife if this is chosen that will sever the body part of choice cleanly and immediately stop any bleeding.
  • Offer up another. Kill one person in the room.
  • Refusing is also a valid option. Characters will get more ill as they debate until they start to find it difficult to breathe, and they’ll die quickly after.
The following is OOC knowledge that will not be known IC: The consequences of this game are about intent, and thus are not real. When characters are freed from the tree’s thrall, they’ll have their memories/body parts/life intact.

This can be done in groups of 2 to 4 players, and Loremasters recommend three if you can swing it! It’s more fun when you get in philosophical debates, right? Regardless, when your group comes to a decision, please record it here. These don’t have to be fully threaded out to be recorded, so the conclusion can be discussed OOC if you prefer. Actions can be submitted until October 21st, after which groups will be informed of what comes of their choice…

When a group receives the antidote, they'll be released from the tree's thrall... But will have a hard time waking up. It feels like something has grabbed onto their spine.

III. DREAMING OF HOME
You may wake with a start from your deliberations (or arguments) with a jolt of pain from the base of your spine as something is pulled away rapidly. A dark-haired man who looks to be in his thirties or so holds you carefully, but as soon as you start to regain your senses, he sets you back and holds up his hands.

Woah— Woah there, it’s fine! The tree was, uh, trying to take you back is all. You’re fine now.

As long as you’re not going to attack him, he offers a friendly smile and a hand to shake.

Name’s Cyrus. Sorry about the rude awakening. Let’s get your friend here unhooked too.

And indeed, glancing over, you can see the person you met in that room laying nearby, and it looks like a vine has snaked underneath them to exactly where something had just been pulled from you… Best not to think about it, maybe. Or if you've been unlucky enough to be one of the last people rescued, you might find vines and roots starting to grow into your skin. It's fine!

CYRUS, THE TRIBUNE

Cyrus is the NPC heading up the Meridian Faction, and is available to thread with under this header. Cyrus has come to the Tree of Life to help rescue the Shard-Bearer’s from the Tree, so he’s not going to be inclined to explain too much right away, since he’s on a mission, but he’ll stick around once everyone is successfully freed from Prompt 2 to speak with anyone that wants to. The following is just an OOC summary of information in case you do not need to thread with Cyrus:

Cyrus will gladly introduce himself to everyone, and will further explain his position in Meridian and Springstar (see the NPC Page) and the goals of Meridian itself (see the Faction Page, save for the italicized section). But most importantly, he’ll explain that he knows it sounds like something overly optimistic. It’s fair to be skeptical. He’ll produce a small glass bead from a bag he’s carrying. It looks like the necklace he wears, though not lit up. He’ll explain that the force of Meridian is a gift and can be a tether to your home, if you let it. As his fingertips light up, the energy is infused into the bead, which he’ll hand to you.

Taking the bead into your hands, you’ll take a bird’s eye view of your home world as if your consciousness is split, since you’ll still perceive standing in front of Cyrus at the tree. Rather than a vision, the view of your world is absolutely real, you’re certain. It’s a glimpse at the world that you thought destroyed, and if you focus on a particular place or a particular person, you’ll find the view shifting rapidly to it. No one you watch is aware of your presence, but simply continues about their daily life, whatever that is. But after about a minute, the view will fade as the light in the bead also fades.

That’s an iliachtida, a sunbeam, and when infused with Meridian’s light, allows someone Harmonized to it to check in on their world, he explains. It also acts as an anchor that tethers their soul to their world in the Timestream. With it, their world can’t entirely disappear, so eventually, they can go home. It’s a gift he’ll allow anyone that wants it to keep it, but indeed, they’ll be unable to use it again without first Harmonizing to Meridian.

To help manage threadload for the Loremasters playing Cyrus, we ask that you only tag him with the character you are most likely to app. Similarly, new tag-ins will not be accepted after Monday, October 17th.

III. SPRINGSTAR, αιώνιος ήλιος
After your ordeals at the Tree of Life, perhaps you’re drawn to Springstar, the city of eternal sun and the seat of Meridian.

It’s currently (and fittingly) Spring in Springstar, and the bustling city is coming back to life after finishing up winter. It’s not as if the winters are especially harsh here, but you’ll quickly get the sense that the people of Springstar are vivacious and happy to celebrate. You’ll find the Entertainment District to be the liveliest, whether it’s at a rowdy bar or a brothel, but no matter what, you’re welcome with open arms and without question.

Of course, if you’d just like to use the chance to explore the city alongside your fellow Shard-Bearers, that’s fine too. It’s easy to get lost in the crowds of Springstar and see all the city has to offer.

IV. HIGHSTORM, луны-близнецы
Or maybe Highstorm, the city of twin moons and the seat of Zenith is more to your liking. It’s certainly the quieter of the two cities and is a relaxing, meditative place if that’s what you prefer. The chill in the air is constant, since it’s Autumn in Highstorm and the eternal night doesn’t help keep things warm, exactly. Snow isn’t out of the question at this time of the year, but it’s beautiful in the moonlight.

Because of the cooler weather than Highstorm is prone to, you’ll find many of its delights inside rather than outside. Libraries and museums are popular in the more introspective city, though it’s easy enough to find something that might please you. For example, the indoor hot baths are popular at this time of the year too. You’ll find the people are kind, if cool-tempered, though if you mention the fact that you’re a Shard-Bearer or allied with Zenith, they’re more likely to warm up.

Though much like Springstar, it may just be more interesting to explore the city with a fellow Shard-Bearer. And as a resident may warn you, it’s best to stay in the city. Wandering out into the marshes and forests isn’t advised. Of course, if you do, just contact a Loremaster to find out why. ♥

NOTES
  • Welcome to Kenos! As a reminder, all players are required to fill out an application, which are now open. This does include characters/players from Aion Teleos, so please don’t forget to fill one out! Any character/player that does not submit an application will be swept from the communities and the Discord after applications close.
  • Activity Check is optional this month, but is highly recommend so Christy can check her fancy program so that you can earn Activity Reward Tokens! Activity will be able to be submitted shortly after applications close. You can find more about how we do AC here.
  • This log is Game Canon. Any characters who are not apped to the game will disappear. If Cyrus or Yima are asked, they’ll explain that this happens sometimes, since not every soul has a strong tether to Kenos and sometimes return to the Timestream. They’re fine and may even return to Kenos one day, but for now weren’t able to make the full journey.
  • As a reminder, your character has a Shard somewhere on their body that encompasses their soul, so keep note of where you're sticking it on their person for reference! Additionally, they have a tattoo of their Aspect somewhere on their body. Please be mindful this Aspect will be assigned to you upon approval and whatever you choose for the TDM may be temporary (for new characters)!
  • For the Highstorm and Springstar prompts, both cities will be fully open and accessible to all characters once they are saved from their rather harrowing ordeal at the Tree of Life. For prompt ideas and any general information about the cities and what you can find there, please see the Navigation page and check out the locations!

    FOR NEW PLAYERS:

  • New players are welcome to join our Discord Server if you haven't already!
  • When they emerge from their cocoon/the ground, characters may be wearing their normal clothes, or they might be nude. Up to you!
  • At some point in the days after leaving the Tree of Life, new Shard-Bearers will have a dream, even if they're usually not capable of sleeping. All new players should read this post, since this details how they'll learn about both factions and their goals and should help them make a decision in which Faction they'd be drawn to.
  • New characters will not have access to any canon abilities on the TDM.
  • Your character will be offered temporary housing either at the Heliopolis district or Yima's manor for the first few weeks after their arrival. They will also be given a stipend for basic supplies like clothing and personal effects, and food is served in the cantina (Heliopolis) and at regular meal times in the Dining Room (Yima's manor). Once they Harmonize, they will get personal permanent chambers and a fancy retainer in their Faction's city. Wow! 🌈

    FOR OLD PLAYERS:

  • Characters may be Harmonized to their Faction (if that makes sense for the character, of course!) by the time of this log. This is more for IC reference, and just wait until application acceptance to do the OOC paperwork!
  • General reminder that your character won't have access to their powers until they have Harmonized.

  • CODING
    hundredpower: (294)

    [personal profile] hundredpower 2022-10-18 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
    How can you destroy something that's already gone? [How many worlds are even left to destroy? And perhaps more importantly...] What would Lady Yima or anyone else have to gain from that?

    [Did she really have motives similar to the Regent after all...? He truly hopes that isn't the case.]
    couriering: (pic#13740908)

    [personal profile] couriering 2022-10-18 08:41 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ that makes him grin. ]

    Yep! There's really no reason to lie about most things, if you think about it: being here is almost like being part of some kind of equalizer. Don't you agree, your highness?

    [ another wink, cheeky and playful, lacking any kind of sarcastic bite or unwarranted sympathy toward any circumstances. ]

    But you're not wrong! Anyone can have ideals like that, including a lowly little courier like me.
    hundredpower: (283)

    [personal profile] hundredpower 2022-10-18 09:15 pm (UTC)(link)
    Maybe. She can be harsh when she's upset.

    [His expression quirks into a slight smile, as if it's just a reason to be fond of her than a source of consternation for him.]

    I've been looking for places to show her when she comes back. Do you have any recommendations? [He has no idea if he's a local, or whether he's been here for some time or not, the arrivals from the Tree being as staggered as they were.]
    hauntedking: (32)

    [personal profile] hauntedking 2022-10-18 09:22 pm (UTC)(link)
    An equalizer? I don't follow. You mean we're all on the same level at this point?

    [ He furrows his brow. He doesn't quite know what to make of that. ]

    But - no. You needn't call me 'your highness'. Simply Dimitri is perfectly acceptable.
    hundredpower: (201)

    [personal profile] hundredpower 2022-10-18 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
    They are. I find them calming.

    [Watering them, caring for them, even talking to them... It's a hobby he's sorely missed in the time he spent on Horos. Once Morgan has gotten a good look he sets the basket down by the plot, leafing through the notes he was provided. He should probably put in a little forethought first before he decides how to plant his plot with everything he's been given.]

    Where I was until just a week ago, it was very difficult for any life to thrive, so it's been a while since I've been able to do anything like this.
    hundredpower: (298)

    [personal profile] hundredpower 2022-10-18 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
    I didn't realise you were a butler.

    [It's said with some wry amusement, given that he's seen how Sebastian can fight. A man of many talents, apparently.

    Nonetheless, he holds the basket out to him so Sebastian can have a look.]


    The lady who assisted me said that if I plant these now, most things will grow in time for spring.
    hundredpower: (273)

    [personal profile] hundredpower 2022-10-18 10:02 pm (UTC)(link)
    I see... My own Shard was damaged before we came here, so I can sympathise.

    [Though it hasn't sustained any further damage since then, thankfully. He's not sure how much more he could handle.]

    If there's anything I can do to help make things easier for you, please let me know. I don't bear you or the others any ill will.
    couriering: (pic#13740916)

    [personal profile] couriering 2022-10-18 10:03 pm (UTC)(link)
    Delivery services. Letters, packages, things that need to stay between a few choice people through word. Stuff of that nature.

    [ he swirls the contents of his cup around, watches the little whirlpool in the middle disappear. weird to talk about what he does so openly but it's not like he's going to tell this man anything secret. ]

    Everyone needs a courier. Someone dependable. Trustworthy. Able to get things done. And I'm still alive, so I guess I'm decent at it.

    [ he can't speak for all the scars he has. some thick, some thin, some fresher than others--- but he hides them as easily as he wears a smile. ]

    What about you? What do you do? Or do you want to do, I guess.
    warmare: (慰め)

    [personal profile] warmare 2022-10-18 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
    [It is petty, but Hayame almost delights in those four simple words. I think you’re right. It was so rare that she heard such a thing, whether it be in agreement with her ideas or even just her way of thinking. Since going to Horos…

    You’re wrong.. She had heard that far, far more, and though a more understanding or wise woman might acknowledge there were considerable cultural differences between herself and most all of the other aions… perhaps be able to accept them and not find only offense or alienation in those reactions…

    A part of her still feels so pathetically happy that someone thought she was right about something. … Even though, as she announces her failure to the dirt between her forelegs.]


    In Venera, you gave to me as hostage the book of your god.

    [The Order of Numbers. She has remembered the title, though she could not read the cover or pages.]

    I swore that I would keep it safe in my possession until I could return it to you once purified and safe in Greentruth…

    [A book that had been with me for longer than she’d drawn breath, he’d said. The only blessing he had been granted in this place, but not only that something he would lose both eyes before seeing any harm come to it. And even though she had thought him surely dead after his capture… She’d clung to it still, pathetic or not.]

    I swear that I did so, in Horos, but-

    [She is too proud not to say that, to try and insist that if they had not been ripped again anew to a different place naked and disoriented that she would have kept her vow, but-]

    In whatever journey we made fo this place… it was lost.

    [Hayame grits her teeth. Genuine apologies did not come easy to her, no matter how warranted, but…]

    … I am sorry.
    Edited 2022-10-18 22:10 (UTC)
    cutlery: please do not take! (wtf m8)

    I COULDN'T VIEW THE OUTFITS AT WORK AND THEY'RE SO MUCH MORE CURSED THAN I THOUGHT

    [personal profile] cutlery 2022-10-18 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ also the pain of looking up couples outfits and the woman is wearing the most beautiful fit you’ve ever seen and the dude is just in a boringass suit tERRIBLE ]

    [ Anyways. Sebastian smiles at first easily and perhaps charmingly, since it’s indirect, but he’ll take it as praise all the same. But as he looks over to the rack, that smile quickly falls, and he actually squints as he has to mentally catch up with what’s… going on there… But regardless, the answer is simple. ]


    Oh, absolutely not. That is… [ Sebastian clears his throat politely, since someone involved with making it could be nearby, but. Yikes. He takes a look at a different, less, ah, avant-garde selection, then gestures to a different set. Probably unsurprising, considering he’s already rather sharply dressed, but. ]

    I admit, my tastes in fashion tend towards the boring… How do you feel about that offering?
    Edited 2022-10-18 22:24 (UTC)
    ktizo: (🎵 around me)

    [personal profile] ktizo 2022-10-18 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)
    "Come now, at least give him a chance to speak." Hythlodaeus' expression melts into a fond smile even as he gently scolds his friend, and he then looks down at Alphinaud.

    He doesn't quite know what the boy has in mind nor does he know where this conversation will lead, and in all honesty he's not even sure where Emet-Selch and Alphinaud stand with each other right now. But they're here now, and Hythlodaeus has always been prone to giving people a chance.

    "Go on, Alphinaud. Say your piece."
    cutlery: (this feels like a knock…)

    [personal profile] cutlery 2022-10-18 10:45 pm (UTC)(link)
    Sebastian nods agreeably, but doesn’t ends up focusing on the latter topic. It’s quite a bit more, after all, even with his own somewhat limited knowledge.

    “Ah, well, those of us that arrived that way all came from a place called Horos. Or at least, as far as I know. It is not impossible that there were those that came from elsewhere, I suppose? But I largely recognized those there,” he says with a small shrug. He’s not actually the best to ask on that particular matter, as his time in Horos was short, but he also considers it a small detail.

    “There are similarities between Horos and Kenos, chief among them the two forces that seem to influence the place. Here, they are called Meridian and Zenith. In Horos, they were Pleroma and Kenoma. They are not the same thing, I do not think, as Horos’s versions are more…”

    Sebastian trails off with a light, thoughtful hum as if considering how to explain it. He can only speak of the Kenoma, really. But the memory is still fresh and sharp of its pitch-black despair, of how it managed to crawl into peoples’ hearts in a peculiar way. He breathes out a little laugh, though it’s soft and not completely humored.

    “Well, they did not present a choice so much as here. It was more extreme in its desires and presentation.”
    cutlery: please do not take! (wtf m8)

    [personal profile] cutlery 2022-10-18 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ For all his cleverness and wits, for as many books as he devours to know about humanity himself, her explanation… Largely sails over his head. He looks interested at first when she defines the term, but it rapidly starts to turn into a look of bafflement instead. Alas, he’s doing his best, but he’s still a Ye Olde. It’s at least something he’s encountered before (in much simpler disparities), so he’s not so totally lost as to not even know its’ futuristic, but. Almost. ]

    Oh, my. That is all rather over my head, I must say! If you are humanity’s companion, it must be well in the future from I.

    [ He at least gives a little laugh, almost self-deprecating, then gestures towards himself. ]

    It was the year 1889 before I was brought to Horos, Miss Sophia. Am I correct to assume you are from a bit ahead of that?
    diplobrat: (Default)

    [personal profile] diplobrat 2022-10-18 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
    Alphinaud manages to smile despite Emet-Selch's words. He knew that he was rather prickly at the best of times and apparently this particular Emet does not have fond memories of him. If he has any memories of him at all. He bows slightly and glances up at him with his usual air of politeness - and maybe a bit of fondness, too. Even if they were enemies, he thinks he understands him in a way. Maybe even a little better now, at the end of all of it.

    "Esteemed Emet-Selch - I understand that you've been brought here after the destruction of our star, much as I have. Since we're likely to be here together for the forseeable future, I feel as if we should at least make our peace together. And perhaps take a chance to learn. I don't think we have any need to continue any quarrel between us."

    They did, after all, win in the end.
    sanguinary: (blorbo)

    [personal profile] sanguinary 2022-10-18 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
    I suppose periods of peace do exist...

    [Said as if these are but a blip on the wildly violent radar of mankind (because they are).]

    Do you think that we won't be?
    sanguinary: (:I)

    [personal profile] sanguinary 2022-10-18 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
    [HELP. GIRL. To her credit he could absolutely be (and sometimes is) a deadpan snarker and has the perfect face for it, so maybe that's a fair thing to ask? Maybe??

    In any case, he's just giving her this look.]


    "Too"? [DOES THIS IMPLY SHE IS A COMMANDER OF BEASTS AND INSECTS.] I command nothing but my blade. Is this not the case for you?
    sanguinary: (13th floor)

    [personal profile] sanguinary 2022-10-18 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
    [MAKING HIMSELF INTO AN ONIGIRI now that would be a story to tell. Anyway, Matsui will just nod, because yeah! Sounds good! Sure, other swords with more aptitude for kitchen-y things have probably tried to teach him a trick or two, but maybe the tips this guy has up his sleeve will... work better... or something.]

    Then I will leave myself in your care. Are you able to say what you're called...?
    sanguinary: (thirteen moons)

    [personal profile] sanguinary 2022-10-18 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
    [it's only a matter of time before the shakespeare actually happens and i hate that for me personally]

    I don't mind it.

    [By which he means Highstorm in general, but it could also apply to the general silence of its populace and how they tend to keep to themselves much more. AH, PEACE... Give him like a week and he'll be missing the hustle and bustle of the Citadel, though. It's an inevitability.

    As for the question, haha! Well. The reason is because [redacted], but Matsui will just stare in his funky little somber alien way for a moment before cracking a very small smile.]


    I have spent much of my time drawing it, so an interest isn't unexpected, I think. No one has ever asked me before, though - it may be a question that I should spend more time considering.

    [It is not.]
    sanguinary: (than know i've built a home)

    [personal profile] sanguinary 2022-10-18 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
    [NOOO I LOVE THAT LATTE i want it now...

    Matsui would probably also appreciate its aesthetic if he wasn't so busy considering whether or not he's in pain. Is he?? Hm. This is a tough one for him to answer, apparently, despite the fact that it should really not be a tough one for anyone to answer.]


    ...There is pain, yes. [He pats his chest again for emphasis.] But I would say that it isn't as painful as having a limb chopped away. [HELP.] My vision is fine, though - does that sort of thing normally happen?

    [Anyway, since this guy's taken a step closer, Matsui will helpfully clear a spot for him across the table if he wants to sit! Y'know, just sit and casually chat about his heart attack.]
    sanguinary: (thonk)

    pretzels you on sight

    [personal profile] sanguinary 2022-10-18 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
    [The look just flies right over his head... Perhaps because he's so used to people giving him similar looks! Or maybe he's just oblivious. He does turn his attention back to the book after Joonghyuk mentions higher blood cell counts, after all, like maybe the pages hold Secret Knowledge he has yet to uncover.]

    I see... To think that having an abundance of healthy blood would be a problem... [Humans!! They do be so fragile. He'll look back up at the question, though, his head canting a little to the side like a curious little owl.]

    What do "I" intend to do? I haven't drawn blood medically before, so I wouldn't know what to do with the excess blood. Surely it could be given to those with weaker blood to help strengthen it?
    sanguinary: (unexpected)

    [personal profile] sanguinary 2022-10-18 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
    [If he notices that she seems a little discomforted with being spoken to, he doesn't make mention of it. Probably because he's too busy gently thwapping his chest still, and now puzzling over this suggestion.]

    Anxiety... [A small frown.] I do know of it - and I am worried about things. But can the feeling of "anxiety" truly manifest in such a way? Is the mind and body tied so closely that a mere thought can make one's chest ache?

    [This poor girl just out here trying to enjoy her sandwich and getting dragged into some weird heart attack victim's philosophical rambling.]
    sanguinary: (all your hopeless thoughts)

    [personal profile] sanguinary 2022-10-18 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Matsui listens with a quiet sort of attentiveness while Dimitri talks, like he's really trying to conjure up an image of this place and its people, even if he's never seen either. He finds it's not that hard.]

    The place that I call home has many mountains, too, but it isn't very cold. I imagine it takes some adapting, for... people to be able to work in such conditions.
    hauntedking: (27)

    [personal profile] hauntedking 2022-10-18 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)
    We manage, for the most part. The spring and summer aren't too terrible, but the winters can certainly be harsh. We dress warmly and build sturdy homes... and that seems to do it for us.

    [ He smiles. ]

    I must admit, the idea of mountains without cold seems a bit strange to me.
    cryomance: (027.)

    [personal profile] cryomance 2022-10-18 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ That sure is a lot. By the time Kaeya's neared the end of his recounting, she's drained her second mug. It doesn't do much to numb the realization that even the world they're in now could splinter, and the cycle could begin anew. She would have no control over whether or not she's reborn onto a different planet, with nothing more than the clothing on her back –if that.

    All she can do is heave out the most tired sigh possible, because what does she even say to the absurdity of it all? Her shoulders slump as she stares into her empty mug before eventually mustering a reply– ]


    It doesn't make sense at all, but that doesn't mean I don't believe it happened.

    [ She's gotten pretty good at parsing Kaeya's fictional claims from the real ones by now, and for as far-fetched as it all sounds, she can read the faint tension lines in Kaeya's posture and expression. Can pick up his hardened gaze and the way his normally exaggerated gesticulations have sombered. ]

    Do you believe this world is also on the brink of the same dispute? Because I didn't come to Highstorm to be conscripted into fighting anyone's wars for them.

    [ Not that she'd come up with a plan yet on what she'll do for the long-term. She's mostly been concerned with her immediate needs in terms of finding a bed to sleep on and a steady paycheck. ]
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    2a.......

    [personal profile] gravings 2022-10-18 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Even if Gray has become used to being in the city and encountering strange new things, she finds solace in the quiet and the outdoors. The plantlife in Greenwood Yards can be especially strange, but she figures that anything dangerous wouldn't be allowed here (or at least would be mindfully cordoned off), so she ambles through the area in search of a nice spot to take her supper.

    She settles on a bench by a low sculpture, upon which a large crow perches. She's very used to big old crows, so even if it's an overly curious one, she doesn't mind. She unwraps her supper, a savory hand pie, and considers it for a moment before ripping off a piece and offering it to the crow to see if it's interested. ]


    Would you like to try some?
    Edited (nvm it's night) 2022-10-18 23:31 (UTC)